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0:00A figure descends from the void above
0:01wearing robes stitched from collapsed
0:03timelines. Its face hidden behind a mask
0:05carved from the first matter that ever
0:06existed and every being present, Rhymus,
0:09the gods, the broken angels, immediately
0:11drop to their knees without thinking.
0:12Their bodies moving on instinct older
0:14than thought itself. Goku and Vegeta try
0:15to resist but their legs buckle anyway,
0:17forcing them down as the figure stops
0:19directly in front of Lord Rhymus and
0:20tilts its head like observing an insect
0:22that learned to speak. Rhymus' voice
0:23cracks as he whispers a name that makes
0:25reality itself shudder [music] when
0:26spoken aloud, The Weaver. And he asks in
0:28a tone stripped of all arrogance why it
0:30has chosen to interfere now after
0:31staying silent for countless eons. The
0:33Weaver extends one hand and Rhymus' body
0:35begins unraveling like thread being
0:36pulled from fabric, not violently but
0:38methodically, carefully, as if being
0:40returned to raw materials for future
0:41use. The Weaver speaks in a voice that
0:43doesn't use sound, planting words
0:44directly into their minds, explaining
0:46that Rhymus was never meant to survive
0:47this long, that his role in the grand
0:49design ended the moment Zeno erased
0:50himself. But Rhymus clung to existence
0:52by hiding fragments of his consciousness
0:54inside the gods of [music] destruction,
0:55forcing the Weaver to allow this entire
0:57war to play out so all the pieces could
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